Safekeeping

You read him like an open book, waiting to be folded over and put back into place again. There were previous rumours Suna had overheard about you, now conceding them to be true. You were the exact definition of power devilment―well, only conceived by him, though.

However, he couldn't resist you. Why would he? His growing concupiscence had control of his body. You knew that much anyway, considering it wasn't hard to notice.

The way your hips merely swayed from side to side as you walked, or the innocent lip-biting you would do just to act completely coy, sent him over the edge. But, of course, he didn't know the hidden lechery he had up until now, which was shoved into the burning light without mistake.

However, this was either going to go your way or the hard way.

Suna shuddered at the feeling of your tongue lap up the side of his cheek. Your body was still pressed tightly against his, your breasts smooshing together elegantly. You stood up further, tilting your head to ghost the shell of his ear. "What's wrong, Suna? I saw the way you were staring at me before. Don't you want a piece?"

The boy swallowed thickly, smelling the sweet aroma that hung at the roots of your hair. It was driving him like crazy, very similar to the way he tried limiting himself from you. The endeavourment of that was far fetched, though considering he fell right into your trap, to begin with.

Yet, you found it downright hilarious how all of these boys were similar in some way. Obviously, they had distinctive traits when it came to their own libido, Atsumu admiring your beauty outwardly while Suna stymied the process of praising you, but it was still funny to witness their constraints against you.

They had different reasons to resist you; however, it still awoke your curiosity. These boys were eerier than you thought... It seemed as though some part of Suna wanted to feel you, yet the other half felt disgusted he had those type of thoughts. He knew he was evidently a creep, but he couldn't help himself quite frankly.

Suna furrowed his eyebrows, releasing a slow exhale before gently pushing you off of him. You stood on the flats of your feet, a little dazzled by his reaction. "If we're doing this, we are doing it my way." That was all the dark-haired boy said, the room filling with cold silence afterwards.

"W-What?" You laughed loudly, walking back over to him. He leaned back slowly, tensing as you stood on your tiptoes again, "What makes you think this will go your way, Suna?"

It was weird to think that he was acting like a little school girl just moments ago, but now...? He definitely grew some balls over the period of a minute... How strange... It seemed like he wanted to fight against your mischievous antics, basically saying "fuck it" along the way.

Or clearly, he was fucking with you, either one. You couldn't take him seriously despite that fact.

You gently groped both of his biceps, placing your lips against his. Your eyes were still open; however, your gaze was firmly locked onto his from above you, a mixture of anger, embarrassment and panic evidently intertwined with his body language.

Murmuring against the soft skin of his lips, you stroked his cheeks calmly, "C'mon Suna... Don't be like that. Didn't you want this?" Suna swallowed thickly, his lips twitching after you disconnected from them.

"I- No... But-" You licked all the way up to his lip to the side of his cheekbone before gliding your mouth down to his jawline to suck on it. He jerked under your harsh smooches, a faint whimper accidentally spilling from his lips.

"But what? Keep talking... What did you want to say?" You encouraged the boy, Suna quickly squeezing his eyes shut in a desperate attempt to suppress any more lewd thoughts from his mind.

"What is it, Suna?" You grew impatient, discreetly groping the clothing that covered his groin with your spare hand, causing him to jolt again. "Hmm," You hummed, noticing his breathing had become heavier than before, "Seems like you're hard, though... It looks as if your body is telling me a different story to that mouth of yours..."

Suna let out a shaky breath, "O-Okay! Fine..." You chuckled, leaning back to meet his gaze, "When I heard we were getting a new manager, I didn't expect it to be you...! I-"

You sighed heavily, tightening the grip you had around his clothed dick, "Go on..." He tried to pull his head away from your gentle caresses.

"I-I couldn't help myself... When- When I saw you, I started having really lewd thoughts... And-" You pouted, swirling a finger over his pants again, "And what, Suna?"

He groaned, "And..." He took in a deep breath, "After Atsumu boasted about you, I wanted to know if it was true..." You chuckled loudly, "Aw... Is that really it...? Huh, I never really took you for a creep, though..." You grinned nervily at Suna, causing him to furrow at you exceedingly.

"Well, don't worry! Today is your lucky day!" Suna's eye's widened in alarm, not genuinely understanding if it was shock or excitement he felt right now from your response. You quickly squatted down, coming face to face with the dent in his sports pants. Gently tugging them down along with his boxers, Suna's member sharply came into view, the tip brushing against your lips.

"Wait, Y/N..." He gasped from your arbitrary movements. You hummed, gripping his shaft to look up to him.

He hissed, mumbling quietly, "Can I record this...? Please?" Your eyes widened in bewilderment. Was he serious right now? Did he really care about a damn recording?

You sighed heavily, "Fine, but don't even think about sending that shit around the school... I'll make sure everyone knows your a little bitch boy."

Suna frantically nodded his head, you reaching down in the pockets of his sports pants, pulling out his phone. You tapped on the phone screen, snorting aggressively when you saw the background as a cute, humanised drawing of chuupets.

God, how old was he again?

Suna pursed his lips together in discomfort, later letting out a sigh of relief as you swiped right on the lock screen, opening the camera. As you tapped through the settings to find the recording mode, you subsequently stroked his dick in the process.

He shivered under your movements, biting his lip roughly before you started to record your face alongside his rock hard member. He freaked for a fraction of a second, unaware that you would record it yourself.

There was no introductory to the recording aside from a simple lick to his crown as well as a cheeky smile for the lense. You giggled, glancing up at Suna to take note of the salient facial expression he was making―a bit mixed with panic, but more pleasure if anything.

At full tilt, you placed his tip into your gaped mouth, swishing your tongue around his slit before placing the entirety of it into your hole. He hissed again, this time a little quieter, naturally bucking his hips forward at the alien feeling of your mouth.

You hummed, a streak of vibrations coursing through his erection, cracking a low moan from the male. Gagging lightly, you furrowed your eyebrows in irritation at how eager he was his 'not so discreet' thrusts. You placed one of your palms on his thigh, bobbing your head up and down as you held the phone closer to your face.

After a few minutes, Suna was clearly growing with greed. There would be a few incidences when he'd try to push deeper inside your throat. However, you would always slow down your pace, considering he was annoying the literal shit out of you.

All he wanted was to look good for his mates. There was no doubt about that...

The tip of his cock rammed against the back of your throat, causing you to subdue tears from welling in your eyes. You gave it to him, though... Aside from Suna's lack of confidence, he definitely had a girthier dick than Atsumu. It was like a hidden treasure, one Suna only buried deep because he was too afraid someone would eat him alive.

Well... That's what you thought, at least.

But just slipping the tip into your mouth certainly stretched it wide, and it wasn't the good type of stretch either.

Quickly pulling your mouth away from his dick, a popping sound immediately following, you glanced up at him ominously, "Do you like it when I suck your dick like this?" Suna furrowed his eyebrows, biting the inside of his cheek.

But still, didn't say a word.

You chuckled softly, tilting your head down underneath his shaft to lap all the way up to his tip. "So you don't like it when I do this?" Leaning your head further down, you took in his left nut, sucking it harshly.

Suna sibilated, his cock twitching from the taunting you were giving it. You mumbled against it, stroking his dick with your left palm, "It's okay, Suna. You can tell me if you're enjoying it. I want to know if you are."

The dark brunette-haired boy cursed under his breathe, "Fuck... Okay... Yes, Y/N, I am!"

You weren't sure if that was a plead or not, however, it got you very excited seeing him fall under your commands. It was crazed to think that you had this boy in total control, despite the recording in progress.

Typically, in any other situation, a guy would force you to shut the fuck up and take his dick, but it seems as though Suna enjoyed being dominated by you. Admittedly, it was a new experience; nonetheless, it thrilled you just as much as what you were used to.

"Good boy." You hummed against his shaft, impelling him to let out a hopeless moan.

How fucking adorable...

You slipped his crown back into your mouth, this time fondling his nutsack while you gave him head. Breathy groans still continued to fall from his lips, the groove in between his brows growing the more he was close to his climax.

"Y/N wait-"

You moaned, glancing up at him as you continued your pace. Suna threw his head back, gently placing a hand atop your skull, feeling you move it up and down as you did your work. Pulling out, you lapped the tip of his dick, stroking his shaft, "It's okay, Suna. Come on my face." He threw his head back down, meeting eye contact with you immediately.

Quite frankly, the face you were making was enough for him to release his load―the glow of your skin that was caught in the dim-lit room or the way drool mixed with his pre-cum oozed from your mouth―that was enough.

"Fuck... Y/N..." Suna's seed immediately discharged out of the tip of his penis, gushing all over your face. After you stopped the recording, the boy immediately apologised, "Sorry it got on your face... I couldn't help it."

You sniggered quietly, placing the cell device on the floor. "That wasn't so hard, though, was it?" Sighing heavily, you felt the stickiness on your face, "But seriously, get me a towel or something..."

Suna hurried out of the sports shed, later returning with a fresh towel. He handed the material over to you, you quickly cleaning away the substance from your face.

You spoke straightforwardly to him, "Suna. Next time... Just ask."

Suna rolled his eyes, picking up his device that you dropped on the floor. After you stood, you perched on your tiptoes again, leaning close to his ear while he was lost in the videotape, "Or were you afraid I'd eat you alive?"

You leaned back, giggling profoundly as the same familiar pink tint coated his cheeks. "Shut up, Y/N..." He mumbled quietly, "I just wanted something for safekeeping."

You bursted out laughing, "God! You're such a creep, Suna!" You clung towards his arm, "But it turns me on, so it's okay..."